To be or not to be - googled
Topic: Mysteries of Life
Me and Santa. I always like to meet up with the big guy every once in a while. A meeting with an icon of the season, a chance to touch base with the inner child inside of me. That inner child that somehow still remembers a body image of a small, young young me. One less hairy and less grumpy. A nice moment there. The fella in the Clause suit asked me what I wanted for Christmas. I don't know how many grown men come up to get their picture taken with Santa so I doubt either of us knew what the proper conversation would be. But you know, being nice is always a good first choice and so it was nice being nice. Good times.

Well, every once in a while I take a peek into the logs of my site. With thousands of people every day visiting it there is no real way to know everything about every click coming through my site but I can get a snapshot look at what's happening. The search terms, who is linking me from their sites, a general geographical idea of where some folks are coming from - that sort of thing. Every once in a while I look there and see my own name being searched. No big deal, I've seen my name googled many a time. There are tons of 'Gilbert Davis's out there. There is even one in Arizona who has gilbertdavis.com which I hope every day he forgets to renew. No big deal but always a bit startling. Sometimes someone will even send me a email saying hi there or screw you or whatever. It's always better to get if off your chest. Feel free to send hate mail or whatever just don't use any terms that my filter filters out. :-) And Merry Christmas to you.